on life, music etc beyond mainstream

2021 25 Jul

„Another Green World“

von: Michael Engelbrecht Filed under: Blog | TB | Tags: , , 5 Comments



The photo was shot in a time I was living in that fairytale house with a group of ex-hippies – some of them kindly obsessed with old stories from Morocco. There also was a passionate cook, a  master of crêpes, 
trapped in a time loop: in his head it was always 1966, never raining  in Southern California, and the next Beatles album was soon to be expected. Poor lad. Or could we call him happy? To be fair, it was an asylum, a half-way house, and I earned good money as a psychologist. I remember a woman hearing  strange jungle sounds and transcribing them on paper – running on empty after 200 pages. Problem was: the inhabitants couldn‘t get that easily adapted to reality, because reality itself looked quite otherworldly. You have to be strong to take that in and tell the difference. You can easily get lost in an environment that has a dreamlike quality, with sombre reptiles nearby. Like some scenes in „Nomadland“, where it looks like a tour of a deserted planet, especially when Frances McDormand heads out to the Badlands national park in South Dakota. But like the nomads in that fabulous semi-documentary movie, we were never really alone, we had green tea, good music, and stories to tell. And one time a day these girls and guys got their blue pills for chilling out into their comfort zones. In the end, they all loved the elephant. 


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  1. Henning:

    Stadtzoo. Hat hohen Symbolwert. So ähnlich könnte man auch bestimmte Musikproduktionen auf Tonträger sehen! (-:

  2. Michael Engelbrecht:

    Sorry, aber ich wohne in dem Haus hinter dem Elefanten, und das ist ein Hinterhof, den ich mir mit 12 Hippies teile. Nix Stadtzoo. „Weh dem, der Symbole sieht“ (Samuel Beckett)

  3. Henning:

    Ah, verstehe. Der wartet da nur.

  4. Michael Engelbrecht:

    Exakt. Auf Futter.

  5. Michael Engelbrecht:

    Unter den Pflastersteinen liegt bekanntlich der Strand, und hinter der Hoftür der grosse Wald.

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